I am the man who wants to become the leader of the Burning Legion!
I still have thousands of succubi to favor, hundreds of millions of devil brothers to command, and hundreds of planets to destroy. I can’t die here!
His howl is destined to make no demon pay attention to him.
You decide to get in, and you decide to get out.
What do you think Ai-chan is?
A group of heroes who held their heads high and struck high, heard the order and immediately retreated like an ebbing tide, leaving Kil'jaeden stuck in the toilet seat to bear this amazing blow of divine punishment.
"boom!"
Within a radius of one kilometer, countless pieces of soil, stone slabs and wood were lifted from the ground. The evil energy cloud centered on the dry Well of Eternity was retreating at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was still overtaken by the flash of the explosion.
Then more and more demon biological tissues were blown to pieces and flew into the sky, while the flash of light continued to move downward, like a sharp knife cutting through the ground, reaching deep into the edge of the space portal hidden in the middle of the well water.
It was a portal with a very psychedelic color. The blue energy that symbolized arcane magic, the green evil light mist that symbolized evil, and the cold shadow energy had been completely blended together and intertwined with each other.
A moment ago, Kil'jaeden was still trying to maintain the ratio of the three energies and keep the portal open.
As long as the portal is closed, even without the help of the creatures in Azeroth, the space-cutting force generated at the moment of closing the door is not something Kil'jaeden's body can resist.
Being cut into pieces was his only fate.
So he tried his best to keep the portal open under Elune's space disruption attack.
At this moment, he could no longer control it.
The extremely strong impact brought by the falling star fragments made him dizzy, just like a human suffering from a severe cold and a 40-degree fever. All thoughts in his mind were in a state of slowdown, and he could no longer distinguish between east, west, and north.
Losing control of the portal, in turn, caused the portal to begin to close. This process of forcibly slimming down was not something Kil'jaeden could bear.
One card here, and those nasty mortals over there are copying the guy and killing him again.
Previously, Kil'jaeden was not even willing to know who these mortals were. In his opinion, as long as he came to Azeroth in his perfect body, there would be no need to bother with any conspiracy.
In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies are just cheap tricks.
It's fine if he pushes flat.
At this time, even his brains had been smashed out, and one-third of his skull was missing. From the outside, his brain tissue could be seen vividly pulsating.
If it were a human being, he would have been dead a long time ago, but after being hit by a 2,500-pound "Wanxiang Tianyin" version of the electromagnetic gun and another shot from [Starfall], he was still alive.
But he already had to face the mortal heroes who were rushing towards him.
Now that he has lost all kinds of energy shields and has to keep the portal open, he no longer has any damage-reducing shield on his body. He basically absorbs all the damage and relies on his physical body to bear it.
"No! I will not fail! I am the great Kil'jaeden! I am a great man who will become the master of the Burning Legion!" These words are no longer scary, they are purely used to hypnotize him.
Heroes don't care about that much.
Varian's every sword blow can cut off a chunk of demon flesh as large as a water tank.
Every time the two idiots hit it, they could create a hole big enough for someone to hide in.
After Valeela's continuous sword flashes, blood foam and minced meat must have been scattered all over the sky behind her. Her silhouette flashed before falling in a flurry.
An attack led by a handful of artifacts could trigger Kil'jaeden's earth-shattering scream. He screamed so many times that his voice became hoarse.
It wasn't until this moment that his chaotic brain calmed down a bit, and he realized that he should first deal with the man who posed the threat, McDonald.
The left eye of the egg had exploded, and the remaining right eye saw that the slippery human threw Tyrande to the ground who had activated [Star Fall] without mercy, and then ran towards another person who was struck by the starlight.
The haunting priestess...
Tyrande here is very angry.
When he held her waist just now, she really felt a little bit of charming thoughts. It's a pity that this guy is really business-minded.
His extremely concentrated mental power was like a 20-meter-long stick, which was inserted into her mental sea, overwhelming her, occupying an absolute dominant position, and then ignoring her master's will and decisively following the update.
The high-level spiritual body Elune got on the line and turned on the meteorite falling mode on her own.
No one asked her how she felt during the whole process, which made her feel like she was learning human ballroom dancing for the first time, and she felt like a puppet in the hands of the dance teacher.
Once the [Star] finished falling, McDonald immediately evacuated without saying a word.
It's like a ruthless man who started out in chaos and finally gave up.
this……
Knowing that a powerful enemy was at hand, Macdonald ran away so simply, which still made Tyrande a little sulky, especially when she saw that after he had helped her, he then supported her adopted daughter Shandris's slender waist. It was such an offense.
The feeling becomes clearer.
McDonald had no time to pay attention to Tyrande's little thoughts.
Just do whatever you have to do, killing the egg first is the right thing to do!
It has to be said that Kil'jaeden is really tough.
It wasn't that troublesome to kill Meng De back then. This guy had to survive nearly three rounds of Moon Goddess's ultimate move before he was truly beaten to a low health.
Even at the very end, he still raised his broken arms, condensing a stream of shadow energy to resist the third falling star fragment.
It's obviously not against the waves, but it's better than against the waves!
"Don't underestimate me!" The egg's roar echoed across the top of the mountain.
I have to admit that the egg is really strong. The goddess's power has begun to weaken a bit, but he is still holding on like a weakling who cannot be beaten to death.
However, paying attention to the head but not the bottom is used to describe the eggs at this moment.
He was so busy attacking the air that he neglected to attack the ground.
McDonald waved, and two sneaky blue figures in the distance immediately started to cause trouble.
"Ah! The power of the Well of Eternity has begun to repel me! What have you done? What have you done!?" Egg yelled.
McDonald put his hands on his hips and tilted his head: "No, I just want Miss Anweina to wake up."
The next second, Kil'jaeden, one of the three giants of the Burning Legion, enjoyed one of the highest benefits on the planet of Azeroth, [Star Soul Cut in Half]!
That's right, it was Xinghun who closed the portal himself and cut the thick 'little waist' in two.
After the egg lost the sense and strength support of the lower body, the upper half of the body was also unable to hold on. The result of the failure to counter the wave was that meteorite fragments as big as a Rat tank were completely stuck on the egg's face.
The demon commander's entire head exploded completely, turning into filthy flesh and blood and scattered evil energy, and he died completely.
Feeling the gaze from Tyrande, McDonald grinned: "No need to thank me, I'm just an elf who helped you save half the mountain."
